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Brahms Heelsire x Fem!Bookworm!Reader

(You guys know why I added him.)

It was a quiet night, Brahms fast asleep in your arms. He's been very well behaved and hasn't left your side this morning. You've considered rewarding him, but he's been so tired as of late. All he wants to do is be held and watch you read your romance novels.

Everytime you finished a book, Brahms would pretend to be asleep as you got up to grab another one. You found it cute, the way he would softly snore and accidentally doze off as he pretended to sleep. His hair falling over his porcelain mask, his green cardigan being used as a blanket, and his hairy chest rising and falling as he tried his best to be silent to not blow his cover. He was an open book to you. You could easily tell if he was faking something and in this case...he wasn't faking. He was fast asleep in your arms.

Once you felt your arm, which was being used as a pillow my Brahms, was falling asleep...you sat up and stealthily replaced your arm with another pillow. You sighed softly as you headed to the bathroom, changing into PJs. The cold floor calmed your mind as you changed into a back tee and f/c shorts. Once you finished changing, there was a knock at the bathroom door.

"Y/N?"

It was Brahms. You opened the door and adjusted your shirt.

"Hi, baby. Why aren't you in bed?"

Brahms wrapped his arms around your torso, burying his masked face in your chest. You chuckled at his embrace, gently patting his back.

"There, there. Momma's ok. It's all ok, I'm not going anywhere. I won't leave you." You whispered, picking him up in your arms.

His breathing became heavy as you headed back to the bedroom, laying him back down on the bed.

"M-momma..."

"What's up, Bubs?" You asked, laying down next to him.

Brahms turned to face you and grabbed your hand, his breathing still heavy.

"I-I'm horny..."

You chuckled as you took off his cardigan and tank top.

"Does my strength turn you on, Bubs?" You asked, crawling on top of him.

He nodded, slightly lifting his mask.

You chuckled as you got up, grabbing a duffle bag you brought and placing it on the bed. Brahms quietly watched, wondering what you were doing.

"Bubs? What do you want?"

After a small moment of silence and a quiet squeak, he answered.

"I-I want you."

You smiled, rummaging through the bag.

"Continue, Bubba."

"I-I want my Goddess..."

You froze, surprised by his choice of nicknames. Then it hit you. Your romance novels. One of the books was about a Goddess that fell in love with a prince's servant. He thought you liked being called 'Goddess' because you read a romance book with a Goddess in it. Now that's just cute.

"Oh? I'm Goddess now?" You asked, facing him.

He nodded, holding his hands out. You grabbed his hands as Brahms inched closer to you, gently kissing your hands the same way the boy did in your book. This went on for about an hour until you pulled your hands away, grabbing his.

"Brahmsy?"

"Y-yes, my Goddess?"

"Are you comfy?"

Brahms blinked, adjusting his mask so you could see his mouth as he began to speak.

"My comfort is not my main priority right now, nor is my kingdom. My priority right now is making the love of my short mortal life happy." He stated, ripping a line straight from the book.